Lyric The Loneliest Guy

Streets damp and warm
Empty smell metal
Weeds between buildings
Pictures on my hard drive
But I m the luckiest guy
Not the loneliest guy

Steam under floor
Shards by the mirrors frame
Clouds green and low
No sign, no nothing now
But I m the luckiest guy
Not the loneliest guy

All the pages that have turned
All the errors left unlearned, oh
Well I m the luckiest guy
Not the loneliest guy
In the world
Not me
Not me